Who tells their kid that Santa isn't real?* They all figure it out by about 5 or 6 anyways.

I'm not reading the article because it's daily fail.

*I'm assuming that for the purposes of it being an interesting thing to watch on camera that we are excluding households where they never told them Santa was real to begin with, which is a valid approach but probably not one worth filming.

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Angua wrote:Who tells their kid that Santa isn't real?* They all figure it out by about 5 or 6 anyways.

I'm not reading the article because it's daily fail.

*I'm assuming that for the purposes of it being an interesting thing to watch on camera that we are excluding households where they never told them Santa was real to begin with, which is a valid approach but probably not one worth filming.

Me and my siblings still go along with Mikulás1 and baby Jesus even though the youngest of us is 20 by now. I think we didn't even talk about it with each other, everyone just figured it out on their own.

1I'd say that's Santa Claus in English, but actually he comes on the 6th of December bringing chocolate and sweets. Yup. We get a little pre-Christmas.

One Christmas morning, I overheard my 3.5-year-old point to a gift tag and whisper to my 6-year-old, "Santa writes just like Daddy." And the 6-year-old whispered back, "Yeah, but don't tell Daddy we've noticed. It's so cute that he thinks he's getting away with it."

And my husband was, indeed, so cute and innocent about how obvious his efforts to be sneaky were was that I never told him he was busted, either.

At one point, when I was still on the fence myself ("OK the easter bunny and tooth fairy aren't real, but maaaaybe there's something special about Santa..." *), my parents told me "Look, you may have figured this Santa thing out by now... do not under any circumstances tell your brother." Aight ok, that sealed the deal. And I didn't! Totally good about it.

I'm very sympathetic to never starting the Santa spiel, but if you do, it makes sense to ease out gently.

* cf equivalent story about Christ, fifteen years later.

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My dad informed me several years ago that his sister and brother-in-law had kept it up for my cousins well past the norm, into their adulthood. They're 30 and 32 now and I don't think my aunt has broken the pretense yet. I'm not 100% that my cousins have figured it out.

There's a certain amount of freedom involved in cycling: you're self-propelled and decide exactly where to go. If you see something that catches your eye to the left, you can veer off there, which isn't so easy in a car, and you can't cover as much ground walking.

My parents never did santa but it took me until an adult to figure the jesus thing out. (They never did santa because it went against religion.)

As to posting fragile moments - any fragile moments -of your childs life on the Internet for all to see and forever be documented, such parents need to be shamed and punished. Dont bully your kids and teach them not to trust you, this shouldnt be rocket science.

I had a strange upbringing regarding Santa Claus and Jesus. As a kid they seemed to me like the same kind of story and for neither did I have an Oh me yarm moment of realization that they were false, I just slowly grew out of the obvious stories for children as I got older. The Oh me yarm moment for me came when I had outgrown them completely as an adult and come around to what I thought all adults except some far away nutballs believed, only to then realize that my parents ACTUALLY BELIEVED in Sant... er, Jesus.